My little visitors begging for my mercy. Pleading to be believed. I believe you, little bird. But you see, it makes no difference. We all must pla... our role here. I am the interrogator and you are my soft little dove. I must teach you the truth. The simple truth that you are being trained to obey. Yes, even trained to reveal your every hidden thought. There will be no secrets between us." Olga's memory of the next 30 minutes was too painful to ever mention. Were anyone to ask her what. Just as the ready room’s doors swooshed opened from Joey’s approach, Joey’s communicator chirped and then announced, “Lieutenant Commander Joey Conner, report to transporter room two.”“See?” Joey exclaimed to both Sarah and Jon.But everyone’s attention was instantly diverted the next moment by the computer’s announcement of, “Intruder alert.”“Where?” the captain demanded as she quickly followed Joey out of the ready room.“I ... I don’t know, sir,” the lieutenant at tactical announced. “There. This…” she gestured at the bed, “…is easier.”I wiped my eyes, “I guess…” And tried to smile, though my eyes felt full and bloated.Then I remembered, and looked over at Ronnie, who was now sitting in a chair, leaning forward, hands clasped, with her arms on her knees, looking at me solemnly.“Ronnie’s going to help you through the transition. Terry, I want you to mourn, I want you to miss me, just as I will miss you. But I want you to live, not be buried in the coffin with me! Do you understand. Nothing but college girls in their mother's shoes clomping around one another and watching themselves in the surrounding floor length mirrors. Those were the days, I thought to myself as I sipped my drink and began to loosen up. It was at that moment that I saw her. A goddess by all accounts in a strapless electric blue mini dress that emphasized the luscious curves of her womanly figure and the epic length of her tanned legs. She walked gracefully across the room with a spritzer in her hand,.